"No Pictures Allowed"

Or Is that a Challenge?

Read on for my choice of title...

Warning! Picture heavy post!
Hey! How are you? That was last nights fab dinner, looks yummy, right? :D
I'm still in Texas and having fun. 
We went back to New Braunfels  for a little dinner and R & R. The sunset was exceptional on the drive over.

Crappy picture of me. (But see I'm not driving for a change.)

Ta da!

After sundown it got DARK!

1st we tried Olive Garden, but it was packed. Ended up at Carino's.

Rudy's is packed too.

The wait time was almost 45 minutes. So I amused my self taking photos.

I've been there!

I grew tired of taking random picture and we sat down on a bench to wait. Seemed safe enough right? But little did I know the bench was in a little alcove with other, more interesting people. Seated right in front of us was an older couple (Who were 75 if they were a day) and next to them was a another couple approx. 45, I’m guessing? The older couple was all "grrr" at each other. Somehow they had a iphone (or droid) and appeared not to be familiar with its working as they were quite busy punching ALL its buttons and complaining about it, the wait and EACH OTHER very loudly.

Meanwhile on the other end of the bench the other couple looked like they needed to "get a room". She was in his lap, rubbing his chest and they were making out like a couple of horny teens. OMG!  Maybe they were teens and neither of them believed in Sun Screen? IDK? But it was all rather unusual & loud & visual. (ugh)

We equally tried to ignore both of these peculiar couples, heads down, just look away.  I poked at my phone and pretend this was a normal occurrence and he pondered his non-existent text messages with great concern. Only stopping every few minutes to ask me, “Are they calling our names? Is our table ready yet?”  As both our neighbor couples grew louder and more amorous. WTF? Who acts like this in public?
*Who knew the wait time came with a show??

Seated, THANK YOU GOD!

Our waiter. He was AWESOME! And it was only his 2nd day! :D

So after a FAB (and entertaining meal) we headed over to Greune to check it out.

And on to the older part.

The line to get into the dance hall was way, way too long. So we didn't stay.

The secret garden wasn't secret as there was a line there too.

Decided to go back into town..

That was a random store on the way to the bridge.

It suddenly got cold again!

See I'm really tall, long way down to moi feet!

New, replacement board. :x

Spooky much? I took 30 more photos of the water and mill. But it was dark and they were all shit even with the flash.

Another too dark to see anything.  So I was cold, had too much tea and now the sound of running water. MUST find lady's room. Which is how we ended up here. (See next photo)

Jack in Box. (And the reason for the title of this post)
So we couldn't figure if they were actually open or not, there were no cars outside. WTF? On a Saturday night? (This should have been the 1st clue that this place was a little odd, but when you gotta go, you gotta go.) So anyway we raced inside and went to restrooms. I was out 1st and was waiting on him. I figured we would prob. order coffee, but was waiting for him. There was a woman on my left mopping (it was 9:30 pm) and around the corner was the area to order food and more tables. So I'm standing here waiting for him with my cell in my hand (of course) and feel someone watching me. You know that odd feeling you get when someone is staring at you?

Look up and out the door and see the guy in the black hoody. He was lined up right exactly with me and we were both wearing black. It looked really odd with my reflection and seeing him through the window. So what did I do? I took a fucking picture. (NO SURPRISE, RIGHT?) 
Instantly the woman on my right comes at me, “WHAT ARE YOU TAKING PICTURES OF?” 
Me..“UMM, WHAT?” 
“THERE IS NO PICTURE TAKING IN JACK IN THE BOX. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO TAKE PICTURES IN HERE!” 
Me, “What?”  (I sort a look around for a sign like you find in some museums and realize thats just dumb.But I didn't take any more pictures.)
Thin Mgr lady, becoming more militant, “THERE ARE NO PICTURES ALLOWED IN HERE!” 
Girl mopping on other side of me  :o  I look at her; she puts face down, returns to mopping. 
Date comes stalking outta bathroom; look on his face is WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING AND DO I NEED TO GET MY GUN. (Remb This is TEXAS boys and girls. We don't play that shit, we shoot.) 
Me: “I was just messing with my phone.”    
Militant Lady looking at both of us now to see if he is in on this travesty with me. “WELL THERE ARE TO BE NO PICTURE TAKING IN HERE.”
I briefly think of pulling out my large camera (which is with me in my purse) and cost more than she makes in a month and start snapping away…but I didn’t. 
I do have some manners; I realize she is probably just doing her job. Poor thing, kids to feed at home, 
yadda, yadda, yadda     "/

She took the silence from me as me showing weakness and took another step towards me like she was going to grab my phone out of my hand.  

I forgot all my well trained manners at this moment. I must have given her my best “touch my phone and die bitch look”, cause she backed off rather quickly. I noticed he had now moved to right beside me and was looking like he was getting ready to start a rant. Oh Lawdy!

 I said, “I was taking a picture of the guy outside.” 
Date looks at me like “what? ANOTHER MAN?” 
Mop girl pops back up and says, “Oh its ok he works here!” Like problem solved! It’s all good! Sunshine and roses. Unicorn poop to follow. I take this moment to leave and drag date with me. Who is now looking around for a man somewhere he can fight!

We get in truck and he asked me to explain form the top, which I did. He said, “Ok, I see." He has calmed down now, no men to fight. So he has this idea, "Now lets go back in and tell them we work for the eyewitness news team in San Antonio and I’m your camera man. We have some questions they need to answer! Either now or on film for the 5 o'clock news!”  I roll my eyes. He has another idea, "We go back in and ask them if they have ever heard of that show undercover boss?"  I laugh and say just drive fool!

Why I can take photos all over the world but NOT Jack IN the Fucking box, I don’t know. I promise I didn’t steal the secret sauce recipe. (Date: That’s MsD’s)  :/

So let that be a lesson to you, boys and girls, beware the militant workers of Jack N the Box and leave your camera gear at home. There must be SOMETHING there they want to hide.  * ___  *

 (If nothing else the lack of customers.)

Catch you later -